Life goes on.

The floor is worn, the paint is chipped.

Double spin, turn and face your life. Pieces chipped and worn, where have you been? Faces blur the scene as you spin, mouths partially open while their eyes stare into your soul. Piercing with questions, eyes digging for answers you hesitate to give.

You spin into a field, yellow daisies filling your heart. The petals drip into the brown of the earth, the brown of your eyes drips into the palm of your hand. Everything blurs and you spin again, faster and faster and never stop.

Double step, a smile on your face while questions burden your heart. Life is never what it seems, double step. Pour a cup of comfort and sip it slowly, set it down and watch your feet carry you through your day, watch them dance. Double step and you can't look back, whisper quietly to yourself, sip and step.

Life is beautiful you say, sip and step, double step.

Double glance, everything repeats. Everyone struggles the same, it's silent in your eyes. Lower your face, plug in and get lost in a world your own. Shuffle the pieces together, hold them close. Love is quiet, whisper to yourself. Sunshine falls from the trees and lines the path we walk, have you forgotten? Simple, the questions themselves are simple.

The coffee is cold, the room is warm.